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I sat in front of the computer for a long time before getting up the ambition to turn it on. That usually could at least get me somewhat in the mood for the day's degradations. He could probably see a fair bit of butt crack through the opening in my panties. " Jesse insisted a little too strongly and moved his arm across his lap. "Don't be bashful, son, let Mommy see that nice cock of yours." He made a sour face that luckily couldn't be seen on camera.

I had on a lacy red bra with holes for my nipples to show through, and a matching pair of crotchless panties that I got from Frederick's of Hollywood. 10incher TX entered, typed 'sorry not into necrofilia," and left. After a few minutes, my pussy was still dry as a bone. I'd done a lot of humiliating things in my life, but never in front of Jesse. "Yes, I think looking at his hot mommy gave him a nice big chubby." "Mom, shut up," he whispered angrily. So what if some guy in his parents' basement in Cleveland can see it. I gave him a look that told him he better do what I wanted or there'd be hell to pay.

' "No." 'I'll pay 50 tokens to see him looking at you dressed as you are now.' It could never just be something normal, could it? Then do the same with your panties - front and back.' I nodded and fixed my hair to stall for time.

A hundred bucks just for letting my son look at me in this trashy outfit. Just pretend like I'm one of those sluts you're always running around with." I put my smile back on and unclicked mute. ' "No, my son is just a little shy about seeing me like this for the first time." 'Show off your bra for him.

"Give me a minute." I took off my headset, put on my robe and went to Jesse's bedroom. If I'd only known then what we were getting ourselves into. I cringed a little when I noticed that all my "tools of the trade" (dildos, bottles of lube, a few butt plugs, etc.) were scattered around in plain view. "Hi, Beaver Man, look who I found." 'Welcome back, Monique. Requesting a private session...' The computer made a happy warbling sound that I'd only heard twice before. It was all I could do to keep myself from squealing out loud. "Whoa, wait a minute." Jesse covered his eyes and turned away. You didn't tell me your stuff would be showing through everywhere. "It's not like you haven't see a naked woman before.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ I held my pussy open in front of the webcam. " "Hey, at least I'm not sitting around jacking it to porn all day like you! I wrapped the towel around me that I keep nearby in case I squirt and marched down the hall to Jesse's bedroom. "If I don't come up with six-hundred and fifty dollars by next Monday this ain't gonna be your room any more. I was trying to make some money to pay for the goddamned roof over your ungrateful head." "Give me a break, Mom, you're fucking disgusting. " "It's not going to be your house in another week, so what do you care? " I slammed his bedroom door, then slammed my bedroom door. I opened the refrigerator to find that the six-pack of Natty Ices I'd bought the night before were gone. I fetched the half-empty bottle of cheap vodka from the back of the broom closet where I kept it hidden. He didn't look too thrilled, but he wasn't resisting. I ran my hands up to my chest and cupped my breasts. I brushed my fingertips across my nipples, bared by the peek-a-boo holes. I played with the shoulder straps a little and went back to tweak my nipples again.

I felt like a fool once again sitting there at my piece-of-shit computer with my legs spread and my tits hanging out desperately trying to make enough money to pay the mortgage that was five months overdue. The sound of a door creaking and slamming shut let me know that the one person watching my preview "show" had left. Yeah, that's how close we are to being foreclosed on, sonny boy." "Jesus, Mom, go put some damned clothes on." I was so spitting mad I didn't even care if anything was showing. The only skill you got is pumping gas, and you can't even fucking do that right! " Jesse flicked his ash onto the carpet and took another drag. " "Forty-six bucks so far." "Ha," he laughed at me. " "I don't have time to put up with your bullshit." "That's right, aren't you supposed to be shoving something up your ass for a nickel just about now? " I hissed, gripping my towel tighter around me as I turned to leave. I shut down the computer and almost ripped the wires out of the wall. Jesse was right, I wasn't much better than a whore. That boy had been driving me to distraction for the past eighteen years, but I still loved the bastard. I didn't know what else to do so I moved to the next stage. Jesse probably couldn't see much through the slit in my panties except for a few curls of hair down there.

I must have been crazy thinking a forty-something-year-old broad like me with saggy tits, stretch marks and a used up twat could compete with the teen sluts offering up their perfect little asses and pert little tits for every pervert with two bucks to whack off to. Beaver Man415 was still there, but I didn't count him. He popped onto my channel a couple days after I first started this pointless effort to make some money, and, since then, every time I was online he was there. "My mom, the high-class internet hooker." "Hey, it's better than being homeless out on the street. More than what you're bringing in around here." "Quit bitchin'. Just like you were going to go to auto mechanic school? Instead, I collapsed on my bed and cried like a stupid little bitch for the next hour. Eventually, after I'd cried all I could, I went to the kitchen for a drink. He'd always had his daddy's good looks, but lately I could see it in him more like a man instead of a boy. My heart was racing at the possibility of making some actual money. I toyed with the waistband, acting like I was going to pull them down, but not going through with it.I'd never heard a peep out of him, gotten a single message, or (most obnoxiously) earned a single token from him. "I do it all, pussy lover," I said into my headset in as sexy of a voice as I could manage at ten o'clock in the morning. I'd refused to piss on cam several times already, but I was getting to the point where I couldn't afford to be precious with what little dignity I had left. Or how you were going to get your electrician's license? I thought this daddy and me would be together forever. Back when I had a body men would fight to get their hands on. My head was twice too big for my skull and I had to piss like a racehorse. It's just that I'm so super horny right now." 'You don't have to pretend,' Beaver Man415 wrote. This guy wouldn't be spending all his time in my preview room if he didn't like something about me. I moved my hand over the front of the panties, trying not to make direct contact with myself.I'd ask him at least ten times a day if he wanted to go private, but never got a response. While I was deciding between waiting to see if anyone else showed up or going to take a dump, the tinkling sound of someone entering my virtual room perked me up. "I have different outfits and toys, anything you want, lover." 'fuck ur ass wit dildo while u piss,' he typed back. "Oh, yeah, pussy lover, I'll fuck my horny ass for you--" "Holy shit, Mom! " A cold jolt of panic shot through me when I heard my son's voice behind me. " He crushed his cigarette out on the windowsill next to his bed. My first swig of vodka went down hard, but it felt good by the time it hit my belly. The empty vodka bottle was on the floor and Jesse had apparently thrown one of our tattered old afghans over me. If this wasn't rock bottom, I was pretty damned close to it. 'You look sad today, Monique.' I stared at the text in the message box for a few seconds not quite grasping what I was seeing. After a minute more of this sort of teasing, I turned around. It wasn't what it used to be, but it was still a pretty respectable butt. It's so bad." The sound of coins dropping made me giddy inside. So much for Pussylvr69 and my one decent shot at making a few bucks today. Get out of my room," he yelled, slumped on his bed about to light a cigarette. Yeah, perverted fucktards like you, who can't get a real woman, shell out good money to see what I got." "Okay, then, how much have you made at it so far? "I told you I don't want you fucking smoking in my house! Here we go." I adjusted the camera, then had Jesse sit down on the edge of my bed as I positioned my chair across from him. I heard my son's bedroom door slam at about the same time as the door on the computer slammed. " Come on, I had to get this guy in a private show. 'And I want to see him watching you the whole time.' "We got it.It was slow going, but I got myself cleaned up and put together. I continued my best imitation of a stripper sway and displayed my backside to my son. Jesse stood up, but seemed reluctant to go further.